stasis

its not that I have remained unmoved

concealed within the chest chaos and unrest

rpeated patterns of inconsoalble grief swamp out the lightness of my being
i have wllowed
beneath this blanket of silence too long
now
searching for originality

wonder why I'm still trying to impress

I must embrace freedom

before its all too late and
rocks of time dash my dreams

so much consolation

please do not let me go unhindered
fetter me with criticism or with praise

I've beeen squandering my song.